Matilda POV
I lay on the warm sand, my head slightly tilted as my sunglasses shielded my eyes from the bright sun. The heat seeped into my skin, relaxing, almost addictive. Beside me was a glass of cold juice.
“Sunbathing really is the best…” I murmured.
“Matilda!”
I turned toward the familiar voice.
Marco stood in front of me, his expression serious.
I stood up and wrapped my arms around him. “Marco… I’m glad you came,” I said.
He hugged me briefly, then quickly kissed me on the lips. “What are you doing here?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m enjoying my vacation.”
He didn’t smile. Instead, his face grew even more serious.
“The police are looking for you, Matilda,” he said. “How can you relax like nothing is happening?”
I looked at him calmly. “I can afford bail if I get caught.”
“Aren
